
Misspelling and humor intentional.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 34 - Published: 06-25-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2689607
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Blue stoic ghosts
patrol the concrete
like the crows in
the wet, green yard.
A stagnant, gasoline-
infected puddle of silcence,
discontent, shuffling
pockets.
The ghosts pass,
leaving only robotic
whispers and cramped
inertia.
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